What's the alonest you've ever been?

[Haipule]

Since it had happened for so long and I was 'active' with my boyfriend there was no solid proof and he said she said wasn't enough so the law couldn't do anything. They took a bunch of stuff in for evidence that could have his dna on but it had come back negative. The only reason the cops believed me was because they took my laptop and found my diary where I kept accounts of things and the key strokes matched the dates so it was obvious that I was writing in it when I said I was and it had been for years. They looked at me and said they believed me but could do nothing about it, they were closing the case. The detective actually said "I knew he was guilty." When I told her he killed himself.

The only thing more helpless than being a minor is being a minor and the offspring of an unsupportive and irresponsible parent.

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Bad alone:

I was a good looking popular kid and good at all sports and a top student. The girls would constantly chase me which annoyed me because of what they did to me when they caught me! I had no capacity to understand them, so I ran, and ran. One Sunday, I awoke to about a dozen little girls in my front yard waiting for me to come out. My mother gave them all pencil and paper to write notes and she has kept them.

One day I was trying to play with my friends when the girls showed up. We ran separately and met at an abandoned house in a forest. We crawled into the attic space to hide. There we found bullet making equipment. We took the packs of black powder and got ahold of some matches and made sparkley things.

We then made the big one but, it did not work. When I went to investigate it, it exploded in my face. The eyewitnesses said it blew me about 15ft in the air. That device blew the shoes and socks off my feet and started a fire. I was left for dead.

One kid behind me was also badly burned and his bother carried him home and then he came back for me. I came-to and he helped me out of the forest. Then all the neighbor moms came to help. My shirt was still on fire when they cut it off.

I was 9rs old, blind and disfigured beyond recognition.

I eventually got most of my sight back. I went through 6yrs of reconstruction surgery.

For those 6yrs I was completely ostracized by my peers. Of all the things and thoughts I had to go through. That part still makes me cry. I am in tears.

Quite a fall from grace you had there, going from sought after to ostracized.  Maybe that contributed to your remaining as studious as you were for so long.  Do you think it had an influence on how important religion was/is for you?

Yes, Jesus was/is my bestest friend. Jesus said, "I am the Way, the Truth and the zOE-Life". I have spent my whole life trying to understand His way, truth and promised life. I have lived it to the fullest measure and there is no end to her! My entire life has been only extremes since the beginning with only a few moments rest in between. But I wouldn't have any other way: it's so much fun! Being blind sucks royal. Being ostracized, teased, playing jokes on the blind kid sucks royal!

Being told my eyebrows and eyelashes would not grow back--they did. Being told I could never drive a car--I've been licensed to drive since 16. Being told I could never join the armed forces--yet, I am a USMC infantry veteran.

Being homeless also sucks royal! Being ostracized and accused of "sin" by your church for being homeless sucks royal I was homeless for 3yrs before I spent the next 4yrs surfing in my backyard, fishing from my hammock living on the oceanfront of the North shore of Maui HI(a sweet vindication to my church)--waaaaaaay beyond dreams for a stupid homeless surfer in CA, who's only hope is God. Everyday praying for a cup of coffee, a beer and a cigarette! 

Then becoming rich, retiring at 48 and travelling the world for 9yrs drinking lattes in Rome, Beer in Belgium and smoking fine cigars! Writing a book! It's a fucking joke but it is true! God has a sense of humor and apparently I'm the Butt!